Said youngest - a girl of around fourteen with a silver chocobo charm around her neck - shakes her head fiercely.
"Golly, no, that would be really flashy. Chocobo feathers sell at five-hundred gil a feather."
Her mother leans over her with a plate of turkish delight, offering it - whether that be one or the plate entire - to Autor. "Do try one! They're marvellous, you don't get them like this anywhere other than Rabanastre."
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Re: Autor.
Date: 2014-12-15 12:26 am (UTC)"Golly, no, that would be really flashy. Chocobo feathers sell at five-hundred gil a feather."
Her mother leans over her with a plate of turkish delight, offering it - whether that be one or the plate entire - to Autor. "Do try one! They're marvellous, you don't get them like this anywhere other than Rabanastre."